I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.

I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn't have to always deal with society hating me.

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most: Love.

Homophobia is wrong.

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wow, i havent updated my blog in a while. i usually talk about boring stuff so if you think this will be boring, click the lick to go home NOW!!!!

ok, so as many people know, im emma, 14 and i live in a crappy town called northern ireland. its pretty boring here, besides i hardly ever go out to places with friends anymore. apart from that park near the shopping center. i love that place.

today was an average day at school. Art,English and German. Art was alright. the teacher is mad with her head in the clouds but we are allowed our phones then (only to listen to music but that rarely happens.)

English was bleh. hate English so much. Dont see the point in doing a language i already know.. I love German which is quite strange as no-one else in my class likes it.

 my class is very small. 8 people now. and only 3 are boys. well maybe not Peter. lol he loves having his hair plaited and straightened. Gotta remember straighteners in school next time. but there isnt much point Half an Hour after we finished straghtening his hair last time, it went super curly again.

Outside of school i have the two bestest friends ever. Emma and Ryan. Emo but hyper. Craziest people I ever met apart from myself of course! yeh...

anyway I cant think of anything else i wanna write so im off!

emma xxx

hey. i stayed at my friend gabes house which was really fun. it was me, danny gabe, jaki ,jarron and daisy-jo all talking. the next day danny,jaki,gabe and me all went to belfast and played pool and i found out im not the smallest in my class. it was a great day for me!!umm then after we were just walking round and we see this huge group of emos and goths standing there and then we saw her. the tallest person there. kaya.one of the scariest people i know because she screams too much and her worst fears are seaweed and nuns.yeh. WEIRD. she runs across the road not even caring and screams :DANNY!!!!!!!!!! it scared the crap out of us because she practically rugby tackled danny for a hug. on sunday i did basically nothing which sucked but anyway... signing out. emma